The Wild Hunt (https://wildhunt.org/tag/joseph-campbell)
Death is a disintegration of the old in favor of the true. Who are we, what are we, where are we, why are we, and how are we in this lifetime? We can ask the same of our ancestors and ancients, just as our children and descendants will ask the same of us.
The cobbles outside are slick from a chill September rain, and I’m a bit unsteady on my feet, even with the aid of the large staff of Alder I’d been carrying for several days through the streets of Quimper. Also, I’m inebriated. Pour a libation to Dionysos at a Breton gay bar the night before you intend to climb a sacred mount known to be both a Druidic site as well as hosting likely shrines to Brighid and Maponus, and it’s near impossible not to get drunk. I’m on my seventh beer, and my limit is normally two. I hadn’t bought a single one.
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